I am messed up

I am haunted by the images of my child hood

I am afraid of the dark

Afraid that the “monsters” will come back to take

advantage of me.

I clean up my plate every time for fear there might not be another meal

I am a hoarder, I fear loosing anything that might come in handy

I am untrusting, I fear getting let down over and over again

I protect me by keeping my heart void of love

Some call me cold, some call me unloving

Some called me crazy, with this I agree

Some call me unstable, with this I also agree

I am crazy to trust the same people that hurt me

I am unstable because I create a foundation with

Untrustworthy people

My foundation is based on lies

My heart has been plastered by the betrayal of those I love

My roof is the most unstable of my “house”

I trusted my roof to keep me safe from the rains

I trusted my roof to keep me safe from the burning sun

My roof was unreliable and caved in and exposed me to the elements

My roof let me get burnt

My roof left me out in the cold

I can ask all I can but I know it is too late to get an

answer.

My roof is gone, safe journey DAD